I'm running away; I know I am.
But I'm scared.
I can't help but cry. No one wants to see it. I wish it wouldn't show.
Let them see. If only I didn't turn away in shame.
There's nothing wrong, it's not--
I don't want to be strong. Let me be weak for a while.
I wish I was strong.
Not strong enough to acknowledge my weakness.
I hate-- why?
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